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Thursday, 26 March 2015

Aigbagbo Bila

Author: John Newton

Aigbagbo bila! Temi l'Oluwa
Oun o si dide fun igbala mi,
Ki n sa ma gbadura, Oun o se 'ranwo:
'Gba Krist' wa lodo mi, ifoya ko si.

Bona mi ba su, Oun l'O sa n to mi,
Ki n sa gboran sa, Oun o si pese;
Biranlowo eda gbogbo ba saki,
Oro tenu Re so yo bori dandan.

Ife to n fi han, ko je ki n ro pe,
Yo fi mi sile ninu wahala;
Iranwo ti mo si n ri lojojumo,
O n ki mi laya pe emi o la a ja.

Emi o se kun tori iponju,
Tabi irora? O ti so tele!
Mo moro Re pawon ajogun 'gbala,
Wo ko le sai koja larin wahala.

Eda ko le so kikoro ago
T'Olugbala mu kelese le ye;
Aye Re tile buru ju temi lo,
Jesu ha le jiya, kemi si ma sa.

Nje bohun gbogbo ti n sise ire,
Adun nikoro, ounje li oogun;
Boni tile koro, sa ko ni pe mo,
Gbana orin 'segun yio ti dun to!

Source: Yoruba Baptist Hymnal #330
Begone, unbelief; my Savior is near,
and for my relief will surely appear;
by prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform;
with Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.

Though dark be my way, since he is my guide,
'tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide;
though cisterns be broken and creatures all fail,
the word he has spoken shall surely prevail.

His love in time past forbids me to think
he'll leave me at last in trouble to sink;
while each Ebenezer I have in review
confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through.

Why should I complain of want or distress,
temptation or pain? He told me no less;
the heirs of salvation, I know from his word,
through much tribulation must follow their Lord.

How bitter that cup, no heart can conceive,
which he drank right up that sinners might live;
his way was much rougher and darker than mine;
did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine?

Since all that I meet, shall work for my good,
the bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food;
though painful at present, 'twill cease before long;
and then, O how pleasant the conqueror's song!


John Newton's life was an eventful one, full of desperate deeds and hairbreadth 'scapes. His mother, a devout, godly woman, had from his infancy dedicated him to the ministry. But she "died in faith, not having received the promise."

Following his father, young Newton became a sailor. But he was reckless and vicious, and "being his own enemy he seemed determined that no one should be his friend."


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11 comments:

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  4. Thank you for this publication. This sone of my favourite yoruba song.

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